Chapter 8 is called the Chicken

"Lantern Festival, is the forest here dangerous?" After Yang Yiwen parked the car, he hugged the complacent Mao Tuanzi who was still carrying a small bag.

"It's okay, there are no ferocious animals around. And as long as we don't go deep into the forest, it's fine. As soon as Mao Tuanzi hit the ground, he fluttered his four paws and stumbled into the forest.

"Not bad, not bad. Today's harvest is really good. Yang Yiwen sat on the top of the stall and looked at the pile of ingredients found in front of him.

"Master, it's delicious, it's delicious." Mao Danzi jumped excitedly on the side.

"Okay, I've found all the condiments today, well, I've found MSG (I didn't think MSG was actually a leaf on a tree at all.) Basically, the sour fruit and other things are complete, and in the end, I even found spices such as onions, ginger and garlic. Yang Yiwen counted the pile of ingredients in front of him with some excitement. It's basically exciting.

"Master, what are we going to eat? Braised pork? Tweeted! Mao Tuanzi was a little excited.

"Braised pork, I'll take a look!"

"I'm sorry for that Lantern Festival, we didn't seem to bring meat out." Yang Yiwen used his spiritual power to sort out the things in the space, and found that he didn't seem to bring out the meat.

"Click!" Yang Yiwen looked over with the voice, and saw that Mao Tuanzi seemed to be stunned by the blow, and slowly fell to the ground, his four paws trembling from time to time. The inside of the eyes seems to have lost all vitality, and generally does not have any brilliance.

"Oops! Not really, it's just braised pork. Just go back and make it for you. Yang Yiwen slowly squatted on the side and poked Mao Tuanzi's round belly.

"But I'm hungry now, what are we going to eat now?" Mao Tuanzi lifted his eyelids and looked at Yang Yiwen. The tone is simply sad.

"No way, who told you not to bring the ingredients out, only care about the utensils with condiments and cooking rice." Yang Yiwen looked at Mao Tuanzi who was paralyzed on the ground with amusement.

"Woohoo! Tweeted! Mao Tuanzi slowly turned his body with four paws, and pointed his ass at Yang Yiwen in a wordless protest.

"By the way, there are no small animals here, like fish or chickens on the earth."

"What's the use of that? Tweeted! "Mao Tuanzi is still in the sadness of not being able to eat braised pork and going hungry.

"If I find those, I'll cook you something else!" Yang Yiwen turned his head and said a little lightly.

"Really? Are you sure? Tweeted! Yes, yes, I'll take you to find it. Hurry, hurry, hurry. ”

"Okay, let's go find it." Yang Yiwen was a little speechless and looked at Mao Tuanzi, who was still paralyzed on the ground just now, and instantly jumped up and jumped in front of him, the two paws in front of him dragging his clothes and shaking constantly.

"Found Chirp!" Mao Tuanzi lay on Yang Yiwen's shoulder, and shouted excitedly with two paws.

"Shhhhh Yang Yiwen turned his head and covered Mao Tuanzi's mouth helplessly.

"Uh-huh!" Mao Tuanzi learned from Yang Yiwen's example, and tried his best to cover his paws on Yang Yiwen's mouth.

"Just cover your mouth." Yang Yiwen reluctantly put the paw on the top of his mouth on the mouth of Mao Tuanzi.

"Uh-huh, okay." Mao Tuanzi stretched out his two paws to cover his mouth, and then looked at Yang Yiwen and nodded, indicating that he was ready.

"Okay, we're going." Yang Yiwen looked at Mao Tuanzi's movements funny. With the dagger he brought out and a stick he picked up on the ground, he tiptoed towards the place where Mao Tuanzi pointed at Lantern Festival.

"That's what you call chicks." Yang Yiwen looked at the chicken with at least ten catties of colored feathers in front of him in shock.

"That's right, this is a chick, it hasn't grown up yet." Mao Tuanzi looked at the chicken in front of him, and whispered in Yang Yiwen's ear in a serious manner.

"Okay, there's no way, let's give it a go!" Yang Yiwen took the stick and slowly approached the direction of the chicken.

With a bang, the stick landed on the chicken's head, and the chicken fell in response.

Yang Yiwen was still a little incredulous with a stick, "Lantern Festival, why do you say the chickens here are so easy to catch?" ”

"Of course, this chicken has a lot of bones, and everyone can't cook it, so naturally no one will catch it, and there are not many fierce beasts here, so this chicken has no natural enemies. So over time, the chickens here will not be vigilant. Mao Tuanzi shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Alright, now let's go find a place with a creek." Yang Yiwen put the dead chicken into the space, picked up the hair dumplings and continued to set off.

"Hey, is it a mushroom up ahead?" Yang Yiwen pointed to the clusters of umbrella-shaped plants in front of him.

"Well, master, the analysis shows that the thing tastes the same as the mushrooms on the earth." Mao Tuanzi nodded.

"Okay, then I'll make you a flower chicken today, but you have to help me find the big leaves that don't smell poisonous or hanging." Yang Yiwen picked fresh mushrooms and looked at the hairy balls that kept pulling the soil with his paws to pull the mushrooms out of the soil.

"No problem, wrap it up on me, chirp. It's like a lotus leaf on the earth, is it okay? ”

"Absolutely! Let's go, let's go find it! If you find it, you can eat. ”

"General, can I go with you?" He Yang looked at the general who had packed up and was about to go to the forest with expectant eyes.

"No, that's right. It's best not to let people know I'm out, help me cover up. Otherwise, double the training, or I'll train with you. Mu Chao didn't have the love of his colleagues, so he left after packing up his things, and he didn't forget to threaten his subordinates when he left.

He Yang had to watch his boss leave, and then turned around with his head drooping and went back to deal with a lot of things left by the general.

"There's a creek up ahead!" Mao Tuanzi was so excited that he jumped up.

"Awesome!" Yang Yiwen put down the hair dumplings and ran towards a group with wide leaves next to the stream.

"Well, this leaf is quite suitable." Yang Yiwen broke open a leaf and found that instead of a strange taste, the leaf had a clear fragrance.

"Okay, Lantern Festival, you can go and help me find some wood that can make a fire." Yang Yiwen was preparing to take out the chickens by the river, while Mao Tuanzi kept jumping beside him. Yang Yiwen was afraid that Mao Tuanzi would accidentally fall into the stream. I had to arrange some other tasks for Mao Tuanzi.

"Make a fire, don't we have a pot with solar energy?" Mao Tuanzi curiously pointed to the pot on the ground that was still boiling water.

"Later, if you want to eat the chicken, you have to make wood for a fire. When the time comes, the chicken is crispy and fragrant. It's so delicious! Yang Yiwen slowly described the delicacy of the chicken.

When Mao Tuanzi heard this, he hurriedly ran towards the place where there was firewood.

Yang Yiwen watched Mao Tuanzi's movements funny, turned his head and bleeded the chicken, then poured hot water on the chicken's body and began to deal with it.